~~ Helplessness~~

Whenever he needs help,
I’m always the first one there.
But no matter how hard I try,
He says,” I don’t need you, I don’t care”.

This pain I feel,
is corroding deep inside of me.
I wish he'd try to care,
I wish that he could see.

It hurts so much to know,
me being for him is considered useless.
It wounds me more.
I wish I could stop the hurt,
so he wouldn’t be so enraged and sore.

If I could,
I’d take his hand and hold him tight.
I'd stay with him, all day and night.
And kiss away all his pains.

I've given him the best of me;
He refuses to take any,
Though I know he needs me as much,
But repudiate to admit so.
I can give him all I have…and more….
but no matter how many tears I cry,
nothing will ever be like before...